"If these gold coins can be issued a reward for assassination, then with Pushkin's identity and status, he should be able to invite half of the American killer to chase me?"

After listening to McCall introduce the functions of these gold coins, Charlotte finally asked the question in his heart.

"Because the High Table Board stipulates that the job of assassinating government public officials is not allowed, which is also the basis for the existence of the entire underground circle!"

So that's the case. The government is very clear that there will be opposing darkness when there is light.

There is no end to combating crime, so they acknowledged the existence of the High Table Council.

But one of the bottom lines they have to strictly adhere to is that they cannot offer rewards for assassinating police officers.

"So Pushkin can only do it himself!"

"That's right, you can get these 53 gold coins. When the time comes, they will send someone to deal with it."

McCall handed Charlotte 53 gold coins and a sticky note paper, and left the remaining dozen gold coins to Charlotte.

He won't need this thing in the future, but Charlotte may be able to use it!

Charlotte accepts and thanks for McCall's kindness.

In fact, there is no need for this black uncle to get involved in these things, but he still stood up without hesitation and saved himself from danger.

Charlotte cannot repay this kind of kindness, but can only fight side by side to eliminate the evil in this world.

Just use the gun in your hand, just use the hardware fighting technique that kills people by taking action!

That night, he tied his pocket with gold coins to his back, and Charlotte inserted three more pistols into his body, all of which were seized by McCall for him. This situation is not suitable for using his own gun.

"Mr. McCall, are you really not going to wear a bulletproof vest?"

Before leaving, Charlotte asked again, because McCall was still bare-handed and formed a sharp contrast with his fully armed self.

"Sherlock, thank you for your concern, but it really doesn't need it!"

Well, your uncle is always your uncle, Charlotte is still young, I really can't compare!

Open the door and walked out one after another, leaving only a signal jammer that had just been opened in the room.

"What's going on?"

In the surveillance of the hotel, a guard suddenly found that the surveillance images on five or six monitors were distorted and noise, as if they were disturbed by something.

Radio was also interfered with, and this situation was soon discovered to be where Ted was reacted.

"They are here!"

"Crack~~"

The pull-up was loaded, and at this moment, there was a light flashing in Ted's eyes.

He has been waiting for this moment for a long time.

He never cared about how many people died, and he didn't care about Pushkin's property either. He cared about the ultimate pleasure of fighting with masters.

This will make him feel that he is still alive.

It seems to be a bit perverted?

This is normal. When agents have some mental illness, just like McCall is deeply troubled by his wife's death. Not being able to sleep all night is a manifestation of heart disease. Compared to the fact that Ted's disease is more serious.

As for Charlotte, he had no such problems since then, and saw him taking the lead in the empty streets and walking straight towards the hotel.

McCall and Charlotte looked at each other and turned around and walked into the alley. He planned to break in through the back door of the hotel, and the two of them cooperated one by one.

"Hey, who are you?"

Charlotte did not have McCall's racial talent, and the two young men at the door of the hotel in the dark night discovered him all at once.

"Puff~~puff~~"

After two gunshots that were weakened by the silencer, two blood holes appeared on the foreheads of the two little brothers respectively.

There is no nonsense in this battle, only killing!

Dragging two hot corpses into the first floor of the hotel, Charlotte turned around and locked the door!

The signal has been interfering for so long, and the other party should have noticed an abnormality!

Charlotte grinned, found a suitable position, and raised his gun and pointed it into the direction of the stairs.

"Da da~da da~da da..."

A series of rapid footsteps came from the upper floor.

One, two, three, four, five!

Charlotte heard five people in total, so when the first person showed up, he did not rush to act, but waited until the fifth unlucky guy appeared at the entrance of the stairs before pulling the trigger.

"Puff~puff~puff~puff~puff~puff~puff~puff~"

With five guns in a row, the first wave of the enemy's offensive was instantly disintegrated, and Charlotte had not even exposed her face.

Is this the elite gunman under Pushkin?

How did Charlotte feel like the same as those Mexican gang members who smuggled over, they are all so weak?

Charlotte was a little confused. None of the subordinates who were sent to the United States for development by Pushkin was simple. They had served and were proficient in using firearms.

However, Charlotte, the fast gunman, played a sneak attack and took away five lives in one wave. Unfortunately, the guns in these people didn't even have time to open the guns in their hands.

At this moment, a jingle sound came from the direction of the kitchen, and the next second, Charlotte saw a figure coming out of the kitchen.

Charlotte's muzzle turned instantly and pointed it directly at the figure.

It's McCall!

Charlotte instantly recognized McCall, and saw a lot of blood splattered on him.

It seemed that Ted had ambushed people in the kitchen, but they were all cooked by McCall. The two looked at each other and continued to advance back to the second floor.

“выходискорее! (Come out!)”

Although neither of them understood Russian, they knew that the matter was going to happen, and the news must have been transmitted from the bottom.

In this way, there is no need to hesitate. Charlotte jumped and flew directly to the second floor, and there were three or five enemies rushing out of the door with guns in his sight.

"Puff~puff~puff~puff~"

Charlotte had only had time to fire three shots, and the remaining two enemies had turned their guns and pressed their fingers on the trigger.

"Swoosh~swoosh~~"

Two silver lights flashed by, and two bloody flowers burst out on the necks of the two men. When they squinted their eyes, they saw two table knives.

It is said that the scalpel has a more accurate blow, but the accuracy of this table knife is also quite good!

Charlotte turned his head and saw that McCall was still flying and throwing.

The two nodded to each other and continued to move forward.

Even though this is just a partner of the two, their cooperation is like an old comrade in the army for many years, and it is perfect.

Perhaps it was because Charlotte copied McCall's hardware fighting skills. It seems that he and the targets who copied their skills are good, and the same was true when he played a guest appearance with Richard and the others in the last time he played Bandits.

Clear the last two rooms, leaving only one office at the end of the entire second floor.

Tari had told Charlotte that it was Slavi's room before, and Charlotte had just exchanged information with McCall.

They killed thirty enemies in total, but there was still No. 23 missing.

Did they all stump them in this office?

Just as Charlotte was thinking this, the sound of the bolt pulling sounded.
Chapter completed!